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Mental Chatter

In following up on the book I started blogging about yesterday, “Are You Ready to Succeed,’ by Dr. Rao, we gotta talk about mind-monkeys.

Dr. Rao calls it “mental chatter” and the zen masters call it “monkey mind,” but truth be told, it’s all the same thing. It’s like our mind has a, well, mind of it’s own!

I decided to follow the author’s advice and be a witness to my own mental chatter (a witness who wouldn’t want to incriminate herself, mind you). So I head off for Whole Foods, a place I can really get spiritual at. Well, not really, but I can pretend.

So here goes my mental chatter:

“Why is this place always so crowded? Okay, I’m supposed to be paying attention to my thoughts….oh good, that guy’s pulling out…what the?! Like he couldn’t see me there. Moron! Opps. Not supposed to think negtive things…crap. Aummmmm. Yum, fresh white peaches…I LOVE these things…$2.99 a pound? No wonder I go broke shopping here! What did I pay at the farmer’s market last weekend? I know it was less. Oh, speaking of less, I need to eat less…I feel fat. Maybe skip the avocado this week. But wait, avodcado is good fat….what the heck is “good fat” really? Does it have less celluite? I don’t know, but I’m not feeling like any of my fat is good.

“Oh, look at that cute little baby…is she really letting him chew that box…I don’t think I let my kids eat boxes…but then, I didn’t shop at Whole Foods or even think about diet….that’s right, they grew up on Spaghettio’s…can’t believe I fed them that stuff. Man I’m hungry….I’ll have salad, yeah, salad with blue cheese…oh wait, oil and vinegar….could these lines be any longer? Oh, that was negative too…good thing I don’t have a “mental chatter cop” in my head giving out tickets. I’d have a bench warrant out for my arrest by now. Seriously, this is hard. I am not staring at her funny hair. I am not staring at her funny hair. Okay, I’m staring. What is she thinking? How does she even wash that mop? Good God, could this line move any faster?

“Finally. I thought I’d never get outta here. Sure, a few things and $82 later. Jeez. I really should try Trader Joe’s. Too far. Why do cars have to be so darn hot inside? Let me just pull out…what the?!? Where did he come from? Just give me a minute to pull out, will ya, then you can have my space.  Some people.”

Well folks, that was my honest to goodness “witnessing” of my mental chatter. Needless to say, I have lots of room to work here, as I’m sure most all of us do.

It is interesting, however, to pay attention to our thoughts. Once we really understand that it’s not ten minutes a day we try to allocate to visualizing a goal that makes the big difference, but instead, the little bitty bunches of thoughts that compromise our walking, talking, breathing, driving, eating life.

Think about that.

Ta ta for now,
Tamara

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